12-02-2012, 03:02 AM
Merilyn had been at the castle since the crack of dawn just that morning. She came by horse back, finding it easier to travel at night by horse back. Plus she would arrive ahead of schedule. Able to get a feel for her surroundings. Before everyone began to arrive. Another male had shone up not long after. They had been avoiding each other for quite some time. Briefly seeing each other before she continued to walk down the hallway. She recognized him as the prince of Mirarenn. Although being just a duchess, she was not meant to to be well known. Her kingdom was being sucked up by England. Very quickly too. In fact her entire life had been around war. She knew battle strategies like many girls know how to play the piano. Even surpassed many of the men who would sit in war meetings. If any man would wish to claim, they were invited into the game. But she wondered if she would play the hunter or prey in this game.
A sword in hand, she moved gracefully yet viciously towards the training dummy. Striking it several times before backing up. Starting her formation over. It was a beginners formation. Yet done so perfectly you would think she was twice her age in experience. The sounds of more voices filled the outside of the house. Followed by the sounds of more carriages. She lunged forward again. Continuing her free time. Striking the dummy again before backing off. Placing the sword again the wall in its holder. Finished for the time being. Merilyn wore a set of leathers. It accented her own figure, although she knew the other royals may find her choice in clothing rather informal. She stepped out of the fencing chambers. Already claiming her room by the library. She choose to instead head downstairs into the courtyard.
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